You're going to deep throat it until you choke. You're going to spit on it and suck it and worship it with your tongue like the little slut you are. A... much as I would love to cum all over your pretty face, instead I'm going to bend you over, lift up your dress, rip off your cute little panties off, and bury my cock deep into your cunt. Do you understand?"You nodded again, pussy wet drenching your panties, from the fear, from what you knew was about to happen."Now turn around and get on your. That was made her a saleable commodity in her captor’s eyes and that was what had led her here. Chapter 2 : Coffee On The QuayFreddie took a slow amble into the port of Agoras. He followed the dusty road that wound from the east of the island. It took him down from his villa, across the small valley where he’d first seen the girls and then staggered around the final bay into the clutter of white painted houses that was the island’s only real town. It was a quiet walk for the most part. It was. After showering together they left his house and he dropped her off at her bus stop and headed in to work.That afternoon, shortly before 3:00, Jim turned off his computer at work and left for the day. He stopped off at a florist, purchasing a dozen long stemmed red roses on his way home. When Sandy used her key to open the door, she was surprised to see Jim waiting for her and even more surprised when he handed her the box containing the roses. After opening the box and seeing the roses, Sandy. With one arm each leaning on the bar with our glasses in hand and our other hands holding each others. I leant in and whispered in his ear. “Tom, I am sooooo wet for you right now.” He turned his face to look straight into my eyes, I saw that glint, and he saw the same in my eyes. Our thighs touched each others, scissored, as we sat opposite each other. I brushed my hand along the outside of his thigh, there was no need for me to look at his crotch; I knew the affect I was having on him. “Come.